Posts tagged ‘Mary’

October 5, 2011

Is He Wearing a Ring?

Topic of the week, via The Bright Maidens
(headed up by Julie, Elizabeth, and Trista)
Emotional Chastity

“Guard your heart!”
“Thanks for guarding my heart, girl.”
“Yeah, pray that I’ll guard my heart, though.”
“I feel like I haven’t really gotten to know anyone very well, my heart is really guarded.”

Maybe my girlfriends and I are total nerds, but this is the kind of language we use with each other all the time. For some reason, sharing our hearts with each other is definitive of true sisterhood. But sharing your deepest feelings, thoughts, and desires with anyone but your best friends? Totally emotionally unchaste, duh.

Do any of these sound familiar?

  • Running into a guy, noticing how attractive and friendly he is, looking for a ring. Not finding one, you immediately imagining yourself with him forever.
  • Later, imagining what your kids will look like, what you’ll do on Sundays after church, and what it will be like to curl up next to him at night.
  • Facebook stalking. Ladies, you KNOW what I mean. You’re looking at pictures, trying to figure out which girls are family and which girls might just be a little too close to him. Wondering if you’d get along with his sister, and whether or not his parents look like they would be fun to be around. You’re adding his favorite movies to your Netflix queue and searching his favorite artists on YouTube. You’ve made a quick mental list of mutual friends, so you can casually bring him up in conversation.
  • Describing all your woes and heartaches on any social media platform. Facebook statuses about a miserable day, blogs about a fight with a friend, tweets about how much you want to date someone or how in loooove you are with a celebrity. Instantly, your heart becomes public knowledge, and you have NO idea who’s listening.
  • Obsessing over the details and wording of text messages, trying to analyze what exactly he meant. Same with facebook posts, emails, or notes.
  • The majority of lyrics from Taylor Swift’s songs. (“Standing by and waiting at your back door… all this time, how could you not know, baby, that you belong with me?” Seriously, TSwift, where’s your confidence? Be pursued, woman!)
  • Chick flicks or romance novels, where we often find ourselves hoping for things that are warped and twisted, like wanting someone to leave their wife to marry the heroine/damsel on center stage. Or we get wrapped up in the dating, the pursuit, the wedding, the excitement of a relationship, as unreal as it may be.

That, dear readers, is Emotional UNchastity. A glimpse of it, even! It’s not just about dating and relationships. Any time your heart is given away by the things you say or do, you are giving a little part of yourself. It’s true! Your heart is a treasure, and the things it holds are precious.

But Mary treasured all these words and pondered them in her heart.   Luke 2:19

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May 23, 2011

Homeschoolin’ Mama

I have been recently thrilled and excited and all sorts of joyful about the creation of Bright Maidens, where Julie, Elizabeth, and Trista have made it their goal to represent all that is legit, holy, and beautiful about being a young Catholic woman! They say: “We three are from the oft-mentioned, widely-speculated upon demographic of young, twenty-something Catholic women. We’re here to dispel the myths and misconceptions- please join us for the discussion!” Psh. Say no more. I feel like they’re sisters already!

This post’s topic: “Mary, Our Guide”

It’s no secret that I love kids. I think they are hilarious, I think they are adorable, I think they are obvious signs of God’s simple and powerful love… and I can’t get enough of them! During the past 11 years of my life, I have been a nursery aide, church childcare volunteer, babysitter, nanny, camp counselor, and youth minister. I used to think it was just something I liked to do, but I’m starting to see it more as a calling every day. (Blessing!) Every time I’m taking care of kids, I am amazed to step into the perspective of a parent. I understand the Father’s love more clearly, and I understand mercy and compassion more readily. Most of all, I see the responsibility of motherhood (and parenthood in general) as such a beautiful and scary gift.

There’s a myriad of fun things to do with kids, but my favorite part is teaching. In youth ministry and substitute teaching, I’ve had those opportunities to share knowledge because it was clearly expected. But the best teaching moments are life moments: when you’re covered in dirt and grass, showing a three-year-old how to put his arms over his head so he can roll down a hill. Or when you’re in the middle of drawing with a five-year-old and she needs to know how to draw a letter so she can spell your name. It’s those little moments, when you’re chauffeuring someone around town and a quiet little voice asks you to clarify a very concerning question about something completely random. Or a heated skirmish that lets you explain a bigger concept on kid terms, like what’s “fair” and “unfair,” what it means to be patient, or how to share.

I learn, by being the teacher, what it means to be the student. I learn what it means to be a child — to need guidance, and to value the growth that comes from constantly trying to learn.

And, as a student and a child, I look to Our Mother.

[Jesus] did not will to come into the world at the age of a perfect man, independent of others, but like a poor and little babe, dependent on the cares and nourishment of this holy Mother. He found no more perfect means, no shorter way to [glorify God and save men], than to submit Himself in all things to the Blessed Virgin, not only during the first eight, ten, or fifteen years of His life, like other children, but for thirty years!  (True Devotion, St. Louis de Montfort)

I often find myself meditating on what Mary’s life would have been like. I see the mundane and not-so-exciting pieces of my life and wonder how that really fits into the glory and majesty of creation, existence, and purpose. Mama always brings my thoughts back to her and the life that she led. It baffles me to think that God humbled Himself to be confined by our physicality. It boggles my mind even more to think that He endured the boundaries of time and nature to become the man that would conquer time and nature.

He chose thirty years of growing, learning, and becoming — all under the watchful eyes of Mary and Joseph. I can imagine that Mary delighted in all the same teaching moments that I love: pointing out birds in the sky to Jesus, telling him how the trees grow, teaching him to draw letters and speak words, showing him how to cook, and watching him learn carpentry and masonry from his dad. Every lesson reflected God’s glory and the true beauty of His law and love. Mary taught him to know God as He is. She was so full of grace that her guidance was divinely inspired, and Jesus came to know his world, his religion, and God through and by his mother.

I’m not an expert on Christology. But to deny that Mary taught and led Jesus to know God would be to deny his humanity. To think that he ever challenged or had a less-than-ideal understanding of it all would deny his divinity. In the end, we must realize that our Savior was a baby, toddler, child, adolescent, teenager, and young adult. And through every phase, his parents brought him up. “The child grew and became strong, filled with wisdom; and the favor of God was upon him.” (Luke 2:40) By the time he was twelve, he was already amazing his parents — probably similarly to how we surprise and shock our parents and teachers when we understand and put into action what we were taught. I can only imagine how Mary’s heart must have lept for joy every time she saw her son growing into the man she knew he would become!

Who pointed out the shepherds to Jesus, and taught him how the sheep were gathered and guarded? Who taught him how the farmers planted and reaped, or how a vineyard was harvested? They were neither shepherds nor farmers. Who explained Scripture and taught verses to be committed to memory? Her love of God became a love of His law. Who gave an example of compassion that said no one should condemn another? Whose heart swelled when others were in need? Who showed true humility to her community, her husband, and God? Whose work ethic spoke of responsibility and gave glory to God?

His mother was all of those. She was the voice, the teacher, the guide that brought Jesus to know His Father. She was His mother… and she is ours.

The Incomprehensible has allowed Himself to be comprehended and perfectly contained by little Mary, without losing anything of His immensity. So also is it by the little Mary that we must let ourselves be held and guided perfectly without any reserve. (True Devotion, St. Louis de Montfort)

How could we ever deny or resist her invitation? Her love is so true and so deep, and she constantly gathers us to herself. When we are hers, she gives us to Christ.

In the times when I have put myself at her feet and allowed myself to be hers, I grew more than I ever thought possible. I wish we could all see the depth of her love for us, and be so enamored by her love that we seek her guidance always! She brought Jesus to know the world, and she will bring the world to know Jesus.

Prayer of Consecration to Mary

by Blessed Pope John Paul II

Immaculate Conception, Mary my Mother,
live in me, act in me, speak in and through me.
Think your thoughts in my mind.
Love through my heart.
Give me your dispositions and feelings.
Teach, lead, and guide me to Jesus.
Correct, enlighten, and expand my thoughts and behavior.
Possess my soul.
Take over my entire personality and life.
Replace it with yourself.
Incline me to constant adoration and thanksgiving.
Pray in and through me.
Let me live in you, and keep me in this union always.

December 22, 2010

from Nazareth to Bethlehem

Google maps tells me that Joseph and Mary would’ve traveled about 102 miles to get from Nazareth to Bethlehem.

That is, of course, according to modern maps and roads. Mostly dirt, and on a donkey. Probably busy roads, with lots of people. Not really our way of traveling!

Walking at a pretty consistent speed, it would take 35-40 hours. And with the daylight as short as it is during the winter, they probably could’ve only traveled for a maximum of 10 hours.

I’m going to guess it took them 3-4 days to make the trip.  Can you IMAGINE three or four DAYS walking in sandals or riding on a donkey??!

So tonight, three days before they ended up sleeping in a stable, might have been the end of their first day of travel. They probably stopped somewhere along the road, in a small town, and had almost as much trouble finding a place to stay. They both would have been exhausted, and still with days left to go. They would have known the Scripture, known the prophecies, and suspected that Mary would give birth. But no preparations could be made, because they were constantly in motion. They had no time to stop, rest, and be ready. The journey had to continue, and they had to press on.

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November 4, 2010

It’s the start of MY holiday season!

You guys can choose to choose to jump in and start anticipating with me… or you can wait until the last minute. But I want every day, every minute I can get to soak it up and be excited!

I baked this yesterday to start getting revved up for holiday baking. It was delicious, and is even better chilled!

Here’s the link for the recipe, if you want it: Spiral Apple Tart via Family Fun.

I also tried to convince my parents to buy a new Christmas tree for the living room yesterday. Since my dad bought a new TV, he had to rebuild the entertainment center to fit it. Which means it takes up at least two more feet on that side of the room. Which obviously encroaches on the area where the Christmas tree has gone every year since I can remember. Well, it’s not going to fit this year. Other members of my family seem to think we can “squeeze it in there” but I know it won’t happen. SO. After realizing that we had a CRISIS on our hands, I decided to do what I do best: creative problem solving.

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